What is it like to work in a small, nonprofit professional theater? Well, dear readers, much like the Sondre Lerche song, you'd better prepare to be surprised. I came in today to find this waiting for me on my desk: a serious little container with silly little contents. (Please excuse the chipped nailpolish, readers, I didn't realize the following close-up would occur!)

The other week I came in to pipe cleaners, this week to a clown nose. (Please note the noses were a gift from none other than Managing Director, Bill Duncan. On the back, a warning is printed: "For your safety, it is advised that you first apply Emergency Clown Nose before attempting comic behavior in public.")

The glory of working in the arts is that there is time for noses. There are phone calls and emails and meetings, mistakes and back-up plans and successes, seated waiting and standing ovations. But there is also time to put on a big red nose at your desk, and pop slooowly over the divider to startle the coworker next to you.

Hally Joseph, be-nosed

Daniel Schroeder and Jenn Dwyer, be-nosed

-Hally